The three days leading up to the visit to the sultan’s palace were a whirlwind for Kesi. In addition to organizing, distributing and...

Diogo opened his eyes and attempted to scratch an arm that was not there. He jumped up in his straw bed, looked to his left and cursed....

In January of 1986 I worked as a research chemist for a small chemical company in Atlanta. I was the first Black person to work in the...

The stone houses of Pemba glowed on the horizon, the brilliant sun reflecting from their bleach white walls. Roseate terns drifted in the...

A story I wrote seven years ago based on the above image by artist Paul Davey. Check it out... The house wasn't much but it was all he...

“Wokou!” Kesi heard the dreaded words and jumped up from her cot. Her sudden movement woke Danuja, who slept beside her. Kesi snatched up...

Seven year ago this month I released Amber and the Hidden City, an adventure about a twelve year old Atlanta girl that discovers she's...

Kuroi Barra and Danuja rode through the town directly to the harbor, ignoring the shouts of the constables. Kuroi felt some relief when...

Kuroi Barra watched the shogun’s palace burn from the forest’s edge, its dancing flames pushing back the approaching darkness and...

Next year will see the end of the Steamfunk adventures of Zeke, Pauline and Famara with the release of 'A Onça Dourada (The Golden...

Macon was an hour and half drive from Newlanta barring any interruption. There were always interruptions; feral cattle herds, beggars,...

The wait is almost over... Chapter One Amber Robinson and Bissau sat face to face staring at the tennis ball in Amber’s palm. Bissau’s...

-1- Five white camels crested the bright Sahara horizon, their blue robed riders swaying in time with their rapid gait. A score of men...

Sent to investigate a strange murder in a quiet remote egg, can Hawk Tasifa find the killer before she becomes the next target? Prentice...

They met the herd master at the hill overlooking Cane River. The cattle milled about the pasture under the watchful eyes of the drivers....

A yellow moon shimmered above Sesuland, casting its hue across the rolling grasslands. Atop a low rise overlooking the Kojo River, the...

I discovered this book the same way I discovered Carole McDonnell's Wind Follower. I was searching the internet for Black science fiction...

“I’m gon’ drive the evil out and send it back to Hell, where it belong!” – Harriet Tubman Harriet Tubman: Freedom fighter. Psychic....

I discovered Carole McDonnell's Wind Follower years ago when searching Google for Black science fiction image. I saw the cover art before...

Edward Uzzle was one of the first indie Black Speculative Fiction authors I met. I was searching for fellow self published authors, and I...